so the day is here.
spent time with all my musicians this week, mostly separately, coming together this afternoon for a short while before tonight,
the soup is happening, cedric nash on the case,
josiah last night dosing me up with echanacia (clearly not spelt like that), a strange old balance with this cold that i am slightly under the shadow of, hopefully i'll make it through to tonight with some kind of voice,
slight alterations necesary to the balthazara feeding experiment, routine and amounts not yet right,
and S departing from this house this morning before i rose, at heathrow as i write this, about to fly to kazahkstan for three weeks, representing her brittanic majesty, lived in this house for 6 months or so, an old friend of mine...
as i came back from josiahs last night, at about eleven, i saw a ghostly white cat on the back wall of some gardens from birnam houses, a little nervy, very ghost like. like a lemur, only i don't know what a lemur looks like, i think i've got that from william burroughs, but this cat sure gave me that vibe, like something out of his the cat inside
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